Em
I can hear the wind whisper my name
G
Tellin? me it?s time to head out again
D
My horses are trailered and the lights are shutdown
C
I?m long overdue for headin? outta town
Em
Gotta fever that they call the rodeo
G
Just enough winners and make the next show
D
Sometimes you make eight sometimes you hit dirt
C
Go on pin another number to the back of my shirt?
G D C
And I?ll ride that pony fast
G D C
Like a cowboy from the past
G D C
Be young and wild and free
G D C
Like Texas in 1880
G D C
Just like Texas in 1880
Em
Awe, from Phoenix to Tulsa to the Astro Dome
G
From New York City down to San Antone
D
There?s boys that are ridin? for legendary fame
C
And our money?s all gone but they still ride the same
Em
Our hearts are getting? broken
And our heads are getting? busted
G
We?ll always believe in the things that we trusted
D
They?ll be those nights when glory comes round
C
And we?ll tip our hats and wave to the crowd?
(repeat chorus)
D
Someday when you?re older someone?ll see
Em
That buckle hangin? there on your belt
C
Askin? just how it felt?